Chapter Twenty Seven

Nora's P.O.V

When he finally pulled back, his thumb brushed my cheek, eyes locked on mine.

“I’ll call you tomorrow,” he said, voice low, rough.

“Goodnight, Killian,” I whispered, my lips still tingling, heart still racing.

I climbed out of the car, the night air brushing against my skin like a remi...

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